When the shore is won at last, Who will count the billows past? a. KEBLE-Lines for St. John's Day. Get Place and Wealth; if possible with grace; That things ill got had ever bad success? In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. e. Sc. 1. Suffering is the surest means of making us truthful to ourselves. 0. SISMONDI. SUICIDE. I'm weary of conjectures-this must end them. p. ADDISON-Cato. Act V. Sc. 1. To die in order to avoid the pains of poverty, love, or anything that is disagreeable, is not the part of a brave man, but of a coward; for it is cowardice to shun the trials and crosses of life, not undergoing death because it is honourable, but to avoid evil. 1. ARISTOTLE-Ethic. III. 2. Who doubting tyranny, and fainting under Fortune's false lottery, desperately run To death, for dread of death; that soul's most stout, That, bearing all mischance, dares last it out. BEAUMONT and FLETCHER-Honest r. t. Antony and Cleopatra. Act IV. Sc. 13. I 'gin to be a-weary of the sun, And wish th' estate o' the world were now undone. U. Macbeth. Act V. Sc. 5. Lo, in the orient when the gracious light But when from highmost pitch, with weary car, Like feeble age, he reeleth from the day, Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass, That I may see my shadow as I pass. 20. Richard III. Act I. Sc. 2. That orbed continent, the fire Twelfth Night. Act V. Sc. 1. That severs day from night. Germany. 1815. x. The east is blossoming! Yea, a rose, And my rose leaves fall into billows of fire. kc. JOAQUIN MILLER-Sunrise in Venice. WALLER-To the King. Line 1. SUN-SET. The death-bed of a day, how beautiful! 2. BAILEY-Festus. Sc. A Library and Balcony. The shadows spread apace; while unkind Eve, Her cheek yet warm with blushes, slow retires Through the Hesperian gardens of the West, And shuts the gates of Day. ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD-A Summer The West is crimson with retiring day; S. JOHN H. BRYANT-Sonnet. It was the cooling hour, just when the rounded Red sun sinks down behind the azure hill, Which then seems as if the whole earth is Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon Like a magician extended his golden wand o'er the landscape; Twinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest Seemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together. h. LONGFELLOW-Evangeline. Pt. II. Sec. 2. The day is done; and slowly from the scene The stooping sun up-gathers his spent shafts, And puts them back into his golden quiver! i. LONGFELLOW-Christus. The Golden Legend. Court-Yard of the Castle. Now glowed the firmament With living sapphires; Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the Moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen, unveiled her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw. j. MILTON-Paradise Lost. Bk. IV. Quoth Sidrophel, If you suppose, BUTLER-Hudibras. Pt. II. Canto III. Caesar's wife should be above suspicion. h. Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; k. Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 5. Would he were fatter:-But I fear him not: Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. 1. Julius Caesar. Act I. Sc. 2. Strengthen me by sympathizing with my strength, not my weakness. ALCOTT-Table-Talk. Sympathy. 1. |